This was inspired by a post at A Dash of Bitters...I had a lot of juice swimming around in a bowl of freshly chopped tomatoes, and it was around 6pm, that sainted hour.So, equal quantities of fresh tomato juice, strained, and vodka (Grey Goose), in this case, not gin; a dash of pickled onion juice, shaken with ice. Garnished with a pickled onion. The scent was very strongly of tomatoes, and of summer, in a very unexpected way.
genius.
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I agree with genius. And I would know. :-)
ReplyDeleteHi Pritha: well the genius belongs to someone else, well told in the post over at A Dash of Bitters. My genius lay in buying the heirloom tomatoes and havng ice cold vodka handy!
ReplyDeleteBeence: why, cos you're one??:-)
No silly, 'cause I've witnessed it first hand!
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